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Patrons close to the door might hear a low thud against it before it swings open and a little baby hand grips its edge. There's the sound of a baby's giggle, and a little girl, about a year old with dark, curly hair and wearing a pink dress carefully takes one step, then another through the doorway. She doesn't make it much farther than that before she falls onto her rump, not that she seems discouraged by this.
"Hey, hey, hey, where do you think you're going, missy?" Footsteps approach the door, and Jack swoops Baby Elaine up into his arms. Looking around at the bar, he turns his attention to Elaine. "I think your mom's going to have to put a child lock on that door." Elaine giggles, grabbing a fistful of Jack's shirt.
Resting Elaine on his shoulder, Jack walks over to the bar. He's barely taken a seat before a cupcake and a cup of coffee appears in front of him. Elaine takes one look at the cupcake, squeals, and puts her hand through the frosting on top, covering it in chocolate goo before she pats him on the cheek.
Jack sighs, rolling his eyes heavenward. "Happy Birthday, Jack," he mutters.
"Hey, hey, hey, where do you think you're going, missy?" Footsteps approach the door, and Jack swoops Baby Elaine up into his arms. Looking around at the bar, he turns his attention to Elaine. "I think your mom's going to have to put a child lock on that door." Elaine giggles, grabbing a fistful of Jack's shirt.
Resting Elaine on his shoulder, Jack walks over to the bar. He's barely taken a seat before a cupcake and a cup of coffee appears in front of him. Elaine takes one look at the cupcake, squeals, and puts her hand through the frosting on top, covering it in chocolate goo before she pats him on the cheek.
Jack sighs, rolling his eyes heavenward. "Happy Birthday, Jack," he mutters.